Upon arriving at our destination, I take a glance at the nodding off woman beside me. She has been asleep the entire trip, in spite of saying that she was not feeling tired at all.
I initiate to pull the car over before tapping her gently by her shoulder, aiming to wake her up. “Yoon Mara, we are here.”
The Lavender field could already be seen from where I am. The rustic natural glamour, country charm, and laid back atmosphere of Provence allow me to pass over the exhaustion that I feel from the long drive.
I keep on tapping her until she deliberately opens her eyes. “Whaatt?” she responds while still half asleep. She starts up to stretch her arms out wide, unexpectedly hitting the ceiling of the car, which startled her and wake her senses up. “Oh my gosh!”
“Hey.” I chuckle at her as I
